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Table of Contents List of Illustrations Preface Introduction Chapter I: What an Excellent Day for an Exorcism Chapter II: Born of a Jackal: The Omen Trilogy -The Omen -Damien: Omen II -Omen III: The Final Conflict Chapter III: What, Behind the Rabbit?: Monty Python and the Holy Grail Chapter IV: 88 Miles per Hour: Back to the Future Trilogy -Back to the Future -Back to the Future II -Back to the Future III Chapter V: President William McKinley: The Wizard of Oz Chapter VI: James Bond: The Elizabethan Magus Dr. John "007" Dee and the Occult Chapter VII: God is Dead! Satan Lives! The Year is One!: Horror Movie Symbolism -Vlad the Impaler: The History of Dracula and Vampire Symbolism -Full Moons: Werewolves, Witchcraft, and Silver Bullets -Frankenstein's Monster and the Scientific Revolution -Can Your Heart Stand the Shocking Facts about Horror Movie Symbolism? Chapter VIII: May the Force be With You: The Star Wars Monomyth -Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope -Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back -Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi -Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace -Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones -Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith Chapter IX: Welcome to the Real World: The Matrix Trilogy -The Matrix -The Matrix Reloaded -The Matrix Revolutions Chapter X: The Lord of the Rings: Saturn and the J.R.R. Tolkien Universe -The Fellowship of the Ring -The Two Towers -The Return of the King Chapter XI: Obscured Perfection: The Goddess in Cinema -Wisdom Personified: Sophia, Minerva, and Lilith in Cinema -No Wire Hangers: The Figure of the Mother in Film -The Great Masturbators: Black Swan and 9 ½ Weeks Chapter XII: Thoth Hermes Mercurius Trismegistus and Gnosticism in Popular Culture -Trismegistus, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley -Hermes Wants You!: Fight Club and the Batman Mythos -Evil Hermes in Film: Thulsa Doom, David Lo Pan, Kung Fu Movies, and Willy Wonka -Beyond The Matrix: The Gnosticism of Blade Runner and The Truman Show Chapter XIII: Hey Whitey, Where's Your Hat?: Comedies, B-Movies, and Beyond.... Conclusion Filmography Bibliography Index About the Author Price 39.50 CAD
Table of Contents List of Illustrations Preface Introduction Chapter I: What an Excellent Day for an Exorcism Chapter II: Born of a Jackal: The Omen Trilogy -The Omen -Damien: Omen II -Omen III: The Final Conflict Chapter III: What, Behind the Rabbit?: Monty Python and the Holy Grail Chapter IV: 88 Miles per Hour: Back to the Future Trilogy -Back to the Future -Back to the Future II -Back to the Future III Chapter V: President William McKinley: The Wizard of Oz Chapter VI: James Bond: The Elizabethan Magus Dr. John "007" Dee and the Occult Chapter VII: God is Dead! Satan Lives! The Year is One!: Horror Movie Symbolism -Vlad the Impaler: The History of Dracula and Vampire Symbolism -Full Moons: Werewolves, Witchcraft, and Silver Bullets -Frankenstein's Monster and the Scientific Revolution -Can Your Heart Stand the Shocking Facts about Horror Movie Symbolism? Chapter VIII: May the Force be With You: The Star Wars Monomyth -Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope -Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back -Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi -Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace -Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones -Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith Chapter IX: Welcome to the Real World: The Matrix Trilogy -The Matrix -The Matrix Reloaded -The Matrix Revolutions Chapter X: The Lord of the Rings: Saturn and the J.R.R. Tolkien Universe -The Fellowship of the Ring -The Two Towers -The Return of the King Chapter XI: Obscured Perfection: The Goddess in Cinema -Wisdom Personified: Sophia, Minerva, and Lilith in Cinema -No Wire Hangers: The Figure of the Mother in Film -The Great Masturbators: Black Swan and 9 ½ Weeks Chapter XII: Thoth Hermes Mercurius Trismegistus and Gnosticism in Popular Culture -Trismegistus, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley -Hermes Wants You!: Fight Club and the Batman Mythos -Evil Hermes in Film: Thulsa Doom, David Lo Pan, Kung Fu Movies, and Willy Wonka -Beyond The Matrix: The Gnosticism of Blade Runner and The Truman Show Chapter XIII: Hey Whitey, Where's Your Hat?: Comedies, B-Movies, and Beyond.... Conclusion Filmography Bibliography Index About the Author
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Makes mental note - must tell the house elves to take coco pops, chocolate cake and choccy ice cream off the menu.
I'm so tempted to pull the string to let those members out but I'd feel so bad for whoever gets a glittery caramel Lady Gaga covered in duck feathers and wearing the One Ring to Rule them All landing on top of them!
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Posted: Wednesday 3 February 2010 01 06 57 pm Post subject: Re: The Guilds of Magic in topic:The Guilds of Magic
"Now remember self transfiguration is the most difficult form of transfiguration" Luke Mason said to his class. "It requires absolute concentration and prodigious skill. Changing one's form is much more complicated than hyper mutating one's self."
Luke glanced around at his students as he lectured noticing that one or two of them where sleeping. "Meredith!" Luke called out to a blond headed senior with her head resting on her desk. She sat up immediately and looked around. "Would you be kind enough to be the first to attempt self transfiguration?" Luke asked. He knew that this was cruel making her stand in front of the class and attempt something so difficult but he was always mad when someone fell asleep.
Meredith walked to the front of the class room and looking a little nervous asked what she was to turn into. Luke thought for a moment before saying "Try a jackrabbit." She nodded and, facing the class, closed her eyes and got a look of intense concentration on her face. The class waited while she concentrated. A few minutes passed by and several of the students began muttering and giggling. Then with a slight popping Meredith sprouted rabbit ears and white hair all over her body. The class burst out laughing and Meredith blushed. Luke snapped his fingers and Meredith changed back to normal in an instant.
"Settle down!" Luke shouted and the class quickly settled down and was once more looking up at him. "You may sit down now Meredith" Luke said, and when he did the young girl rushed back to her seat. "Now get into groups of two and take turns attempting to become Jackrabbits until the end of class. If someone gets stuck their partner is to transfigure them back." Luke sat down at his desk and began grading some tests. The rest of the class went fine with nobody succeeding but that had been expected. Everything was normal until about ten minutes before the bell rang someone began shouting in the hall.
At first Luke ignored it but soon he realized that his students had rushed to the door to listen. Luke stood up "Everyone get back to work!" no listened. They soon were standing in the hall looking at a man shouting about revolution. Luke was not surprised there had been people like this all over the place, preaching about a new life and forcing people to pay attention to the guilds. Luke sighed and knew he was not going to get their attention back and the bell was going to ring soon anyway. He sat back down.
He was only half listening to the man outside his classroom but when the bell rang and the hall was once more filled with clamor he had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach.
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Jon made his way to the gym. It was a huge space, very decieving from the outside. The walls were fitted with mirrors and stands that held a variety of weapons. Scanning the selection, Jon noticed there were no guns. To his right as he entered the room was a room with darkened windows. The door was open and inside Jon could see two people pouring over a control panel as they looked through the darkened windows, which from the inside gave a perfect view of the entire training space. There was equipment placed here and there for weight training, climbing and so on, along with some items Jon could not classify.
Strolling through the place, Jon was at a loss as to where to begin. He especially enjoyed boxing, and so he found a punching bag with gloves on the floor and decided to have a go. Upon finding this activity, he noticed that hte room expanded to another space where a proper boxing ring was set up for use. Jon slipped on the gloves and tapped he nuckles together to set them tight, and then started to walk around the punching bag. He threw a punch, sending the bag rocking. He shouldered it when it returned and then punched it twice when it swung back again. He continue this for a while, and then paused, breathing heavily. He looked down at the floor, which was carpeted in most places, but was cement floor mostly. He lifted his foot, closed his eyes and brought it down again with force. A sickening crack sounded off the quiet walls of the gym, and when he opened his eyes he saw that no one was really fussed by what he had done. He looked down and saw a small crack on the ground.
"I'd advice you don't vandalise this place. " a voice behind him called out.
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Posted: Wednesday 13 January 2010 01 07 10 pm Post subject: Re: Albus potter and the Path Left Untrodden in topic:Albus potter and the Path Left Untrodden
Chapter 18: Advanced Lessons
Much to Albus's surprise, the anamatek was still sitting in Balladanis's classroom the next class. Albus really thought Kendrick would have made him get rid of it. The class continued practicing on it and after a few sessions with it, Albus got used to the fact that it was an anamatek. As long as it didn't turn into a dementor or a chimaera or something else really dangerous, Albus didn't mind.
Practicing on the anamatek was a lot like practicing dueling anyway. That's how Albus saw it. Defense classes were beginning to be a lot like dueling practice. Albus was very happy about this, especially since the next dueling tournament was quickly upon him. It took place on a Saturday in the middle of November, the day before the second inter-school dueling tournament.
"Nice to see that you actually showed up today, Potter," Malfoy smirked as Albus and Amanda sat down at their team table.
"Shut it, Malfoy," Lynley Anderson said as she walked past Albus, "Or you won't duel in the next tournament."
Malfoy scowled and Albus smiled to himself. He sat down and looked to the front of the room. The usual dueling rings were set up and Neville was standing in front of one. Balladanis was standing in front of the other one. He must have been chosen to be the other professor in charge of the dueling club since Albus's dad left.
The tournament began a short while later and Albus sat back to wait for his turn. As much as Albus loved dueling, he couldn't stand having to wait while everyone else dueled. He couldn't wait until he was a fifth year and could try out for the regular dueling club. The teams were much smaller for that and Albus would get to duel more during each tournament. If he made the team, that is.
"Albus Potter and Kaden Dursley," Balladanis announced.
Albus looked up and stared at him. Kaden? Albus turned to gape at Amanda, who shrugged. Albus was going to have to duel Kaden? Albus had yet to duel any of his cousins.
Albus got up and walked towards the ring. Kaden was already there when he arrived. Albus and Kaden bowed to each other and then raised their wands.
"Begin," Balladanis said.
"Expelliarmus!" Albus shouted and pointed his wand at Kaden while silently apologizing to him. He really didn't want to duel Kaden.
Kaden's wand flew from his hand and Albus caught it. Albus looked up at Balladanis. Balladanis was looking at Albus with his piercing stare and Albus quickly looked away.
"Point to Potter," Balladanis said without taking his eyes off Albus.
Albus handed Kaden back his wand and went back to his team's table. Lynley and Amanda congratulated him and he sat back down.
"I can't believe they had you duel Kaden," Amanda giggled.
Albus shrugged. It hadn't been much of a fight. Albus rarely had trouble dueling anyone during the tournaments. The only person who Albus ever had difficulty dueling was Malfoy, and he was on Albus's team.
Albus wasn't really thinking much about having to duel Kaden. He couldn't get the look Balladanis had given him out of his mind. It was sort of like the looks he'd received in class, only more intimidating. There was a hint of curiosity mixed in with something Albus couldn't describe. It was almost like he was trying to read Albus's mind, but Albus had had enough experience with that to know that Balladanis wasn't doing it.
Malfoy was up next and he dueled James. It was a very fast-paced and exciting duel. In the end, Malfoy managed to disarm James. Albus had no idea how he felt about this. Part of him was happy that his team got the point, but on the other hand, the thought of his brother losing to Malfoy was rather unsettling.
James had a mutinous look on his face as he grabbed his wand out of Malfoy's outstretched hand. He stormed back to his table without a second glance at Malfoy or Balladanis.
Albus looked back to Balladanis and saw him giving Malfoy the same odd look he had given Albus earlier. Albus had no idea what to make of that. Balldanis hadn't looked at anyone else like that.
The next person Albus dueled was a bit more challenging, but Albus still disarmed her within three minutes. She was a fourth year Ravenclaw who had the reputation of being the smartest of all the fourth years.
Balladanis gave Albus the same strange look as he awarded him the point. Albus quickly gave the girl back her wand and went back to his table.
Albus's team narrowly won the tournament. Lynley congratulated everyone and said the entire team had improved greatly since the last tournament. Albus and Amanda got up and joined the throngs of people leaving the room. They headed up to the common room, where they had agreed to meet their friends after the tournament.
"Good job," John said as he sat down next to Albus.
"Thanks," Albus smiled.
"Yeah," Kaden agreed, "I mean, you beat me pretty quickly."
"Albus is the best dueler out of all of us," Matt said as he joined them.
"Balladanis was certainly interested," John said, "What was up with him looking at you like that?"
"I dunno," Albus said, "It was really odd."
"He was looking at Malfoy like that, too," Rose said as she and Linda sat down.
"I'll bet it's because you're both such good duelers," Matt replied, "I hate to admit it, but Malfoy is really good."
"Did you see James's face after Malfoy beat him?" John laughed, "That was pretty funny."
"I don't think James would agree with you," Albus smirked.
"Well, we should probably do some homework," Rose said.
Everyone groaned but nobody disagreed. Albus went up to his dormitory and returned with his books. He cracked open his Herbology book and started an essay that was due on Tuesday.
"You're from Australia, aren't you?"
Albus's head snapped up. Linda was staring curiously at Matt, whose eyes were darting about. Everyone else was now staring at Linda. Albus didn't think he had ever heard her talk outside of class.
"Er, why do you think that?" Matt asked nervously.
"The other day after Defense, you mentioned that your dad hadn't seen an anamatek even though he worked down there," Linda explained.
"Oh, yeah," Matt muttered, "I did used to live there."
"Why did you move?" Linda asked.
"My dad's job," Matt said.
"Oh," Linda replied, "Well, if you hadn't, we could have gone to school together."
Matt mumbled something under his breath.
"What?" Linda asked.
"Nothing," Matt said and closed his book, "I'm, er, going to the library."
Albus closed his own book and got up to follow Matt, but he had already left. Albus sighed and looked at Rose, who was slowly shaking her head. That was exactly why Matt had wanted to stay away from Linda and Albus couldn't blame him.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in silence in the common room. Albus managed to finish his Herbology essay just before dinner. He had no idea if Matt actually went to the library, but found him in the Great Hall at dinner. He made no mention of what Linda had said, so Albus didn't bring it up. Albus only had enough time to eat a quick dinner anyway, because he had Quidditch practice afterwards.
"All right, that's enough for today," Balladanis announced as the bell rang the following Tuesday, "Leave your essays on my desk on your way out."
Albus stowed his wand in his robes and rummaged around in his bag for his essay. For some reason, Balladanis always collected essays at the end of class. Albus had no idea why. All the other teachers collected them at the beginning, presumably to prevent students from frantically scribbling their essay during class the day it was due. That would be impossible in Balladanis's class, though.
"Potter, Malfoy!" Balldanis shouted, "Please see me before you leave."
"Looks like you're getting extra help, too," John laughed, "Welcome to the club."
"Somehow I doubt that," Matt replied, "Albus was the only one to cause that anamatek to fly halfway across the room today. Well, besides Malfoy."
Albus shrugged and muttered that he'd meet them in Herbology. His heart started beating a bit faster as he placed his essay on the pile and stood in front of Balladanis's desk. Why did he want to see him anyway? Could Balladanis really think he needed extra help?
Malfoy tossed his essay onto the pile and then leaned up on Balladanis's desk as he watched the rest of the class leave.
"Stand up, Malfoy," Balladanis said as he shut the anamatek's trunk and walked over to his desk.
Malfoy jumped and quickly stood up straight. Albus stifled a laugh and turned to Balladanis, whose face was expressionless.
Balladanis walked over to the door, shut it, and returned to his desk. "I couldn't help but notice that both of you won both of your duels last Saturday."
"I always win both of my duels," Malfoy said pompously.
"I thought so," Balladanis replied, ignoring Malfoy's less than respectful tone, "I'm assuming the same goes for you, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, sir," Albus nodded.
"Have either of you ever been defeated in a duel before?"
"I've disarmed Potter during practice," Malfoy smirked.
"And I've disarmed you, Malfoy," Albus rolled his eyes.
"Any other times?" Balladanis asked.
Albus opened his mouth, but Balladanis interrupted him.
"During the dueling tournaments, Mr. Potter. I have heard about your altercation with Jameson Washburn, Jarret Willinson, and his son."
"No other times," Albus replied.
"I could have defeated Washburn," Malfoy announced.
"I sincerely doubt that," Balladanis said, much to Albus's delight, "But that is not what I have asked to discuss with you. I have noticed, both in class and during dueling tournaments, that the two of you seem to possess exceptional skill when it comes to dueling. You're dueling skill appears to be much higher than the third or even fourth year level.
"Therefore, I would like to train both of you privately. There is only so much you can learn in a large group with those whose skill is less than your own. I will be able to teach you spells you wouldn't normally learn until fourth or fifth year. Are either of you interested?"
"Of course," Malfoy said immediately.
Albus couldn't believe it. His family and friends always told him he was an excellent dueler, but somehow having Balladanis tell him meant more. Balladanis was incredibly hard to please, and not only did he think Albus was a great dueler, he was offering to teach him more advanced spells. That was incredibly exciting. Albus would be able to learn spells that James hadn't learned yet.
"Yes, I'd like that," Albus grinned, thinking it would be brilliant to beat James in a duel.
"I shall see you on Friday at eight, then," Balladanis told them, "After I am done tutoring the less skillful in your class." He pulled out two pieces of paper and scribbled onto both of them. "Give these to your teachers, as you are quite late to class by now. Get out of here."
Albus took his note and left the room feeling that Friday was an incredibly long time away. Private dueling lessons. He couldn't wait. Sure, they'd be with Malfoy, but Albus was willing to put up with him in order to learn advanced spells.
Albus hurried to Herbology, but the class was already well into that day's lesson by the time he arrived. He handed his note to Neville and then sat down next to Matt, who was shoveling dirt into an empty pot.
"What did Balladanis want?" Matt asked.
"You're never going to believe this," Albus said as he pulled on his gloves, "Balladanis wants to give Malfoy and me private dueling lessons. He wants to teach us advanced spells that we wouldn't normally learn until fourth or fifth year."
"You're kidding," Matt said in awe.
"Nope," Albus grinned.
"But why?" Matt asked, "Did he say why he's teaching you?"
"Just because he thinks we're good duelers, I guess."
"Well, you are a good dueler, Albus," Matt agreed, "When do you start?"
"Friday at eight. Right after your help session, actually," Albus answered.
"I'm not going to the help session this week," Matt lowered his voice, "And you'll be having loads more fun than me."
"Oh, right," Albus whispered, remembering that the full moon was Friday night, "I'll let you know how it goes, though."
After Herbology was over, Albus told John, Rose, and Amanda about Balladanis's dueling lessons and then had to repeat it to Kaden when they ate lunch. All of them were excited about it, especially Kaden. Albus suspected he was a bit jealous, too.
The remainder of the week seemed to creep by at a flobberworm's pace. It wasn't like Albus didn't have anything to keep him busy, but he just couldn't think about anything other than the dueling lesson.
"Albus, you've got to stop tapping your quill," Rose said shortly, "It's driving me mad."
Albus and his friends were in the Marauder's Den. It was Friday evening and dinner had just ended. Albus was trying to concentrate on homework, but it wasn't working. Rose and Amanda were both reading. Linda had mysteriously disappeared after her last class and Rose and Amanda had been with Albus and the other boys ever since. John and Kaden were discussing a prank that involved charming gobstones to follow the Aurors and prefects around as they patrolled the corridors. Rose had already advised against this, but John and Kaden didn't listen. Matt was laying on the couch with his eyes closed, but he wasn't asleep. John and Kaden kept asking him things and he'd respond with very short answers.
"Sorry," Albus muttered and dropped his quill.
"So where's Linda tonight?" John asked.
"I dunno," Rose shrugged, "She didn't look that great today, though."
"Then she's probably sucking some animal's blood in the forest," Matt announced.
"Well, there's a lovely picture," Kaden said loudly, "Linda biting the neck of some helpless animal and sucking the life out of it. Think of all the blood. It must get all over her face and neck. That's pretty gross."
"Thanks for that image, Kaden," Matt replied.
"It's better than her sucking human blood," Rose pointed out.
"That's true," Kaden agreed, "So, should we fill the gobstones with stink sap before we charm them?"
"Of course!" John grinned.
"And that's my cue to leave," Matt sat up slowly and rubbed his head, "I'll see you lot tomorrow, probably."
"Yeah, we'll see you in the morning," Albus assured him.
"Have fun," Kaden said.
"Fun," Matt muttered on his way out, "That's a word I've never used to describe it."
"We'd better go, too," Amanda said.
"Yeah, time to go sit through an extra Defense lesson," John groaned as he stood up.
"I thought you didn't mind them," Rose said.
"I don't. They just get old after a while," John sighed as he and Amanda left.
Albus worked on his homework for the next hour, mainly because there wasn't anything else to do. Rose was working on her own homework and didn't seem to want to do anything else. The hour dragged by at an incredibly slow rate, but eventually Albus packed up his books, said goodbye to Rose, and left for Balladanis's room.
The door was half-way open when Albus arrived. He took a deep breath, suddenly overcome by nerves, and knocked lightly. There was no answer. Albus pushed the door open and walked very slowly inside.
The room was dim. The only light stemmed from a few torches lit on the walls. It was obviously the same classroom he had Defense class in, but it looked completely different in the evening.
There wasn't anyone left in the room from the extra Defense lesson earlier. Albus had passed John and Amanda in the corridor. They both wished him good luck.
Albus looked around the room and saw the trunk that contained the anamatek sitting unnaturally still in front of Balladanis's desk. Balladanis himself was also sitting unnaturally still at his desk. He stared directly into Albus's eyes and Albus, remembering the Occlumency lessons he received two years prior, quickly averted his own eyes and began to close his mind.
"You know Occlumency, Mr. Potter," Balladanis said not as a question, but as a statement.
Albus nodded as Balladanis slowly rose from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk. Albus took a step back and nearly collided with the front table. He swallowed nervously and kept his eyes off of Balladanis.
Albus had always been a little wary of Balladanis, but now he had to admit that he was a bit scared. The only way for Balladanis to know that Albus had been practicing Occlumency was if he had actually been performing Legilimency. Albus had enough experience with teachers performing Legilimency on him and he didn't want to do go through that again. The only thing Albus was thinking about then was how he could leave the room without Balladanis getting suspicious. He wished he had a Puking Pastille or something in his pocket.
"Who taught you?" Balladanis asked.
"My Aunt Hermione," Albus muttered. He wondered where Malfoy was. That had to be the first and probably only time he would ever wish Malfoy to be present.
"Hermione Weasley," Balladanis mused, "Yes, she is one of the most accomplished Occlumenses of her generation."
Albus's head snapped towards the door as he heard footsteps enter the room. He breathed a sigh of relief and had to stifle a laugh at the fact that he was happy Malfoy was in the room.
"Mr. Malfoy, you're late," Balladanis said.
"Sorry, sir," Malfoy muttered.
"Sit down," Balladanis pointed to the front table.
Albus turned around and sat as quickly as he could in one of the chairs. Malfoy took his time in sauntering over and sat in the chair next to him.
"Mr. Potter. Mr. Malfoy," Balladanis began to pace in front of them, "By now I am sure you are both aware of my stance on the Dark Arts. If not, I suggest paying a bit more attention in class.
"You may also be aware of my devotion to helping the students who are struggling in my classes. I hold extra help sessions every single day after dinner. However, I also wish to help those who are truly talented to reach their true potential.
"You two are the most talented duelers in the third year," Balladanis paused and looked at each of them in the eye, "I would argue that you are the most talented duelers amongst the students below fifth year. I would even wager that you could give a couple of the sixth years a run for their Galleons."
Albus stared at Balladanis. He didn't think he was that good of a dueler. He knew he could beat most of the students in the Junior's Dueling Club, but sixth years? They were doing N.E.W.T. Defense classes. They knew spells Albus had never even heard of.
"I wouldn't go picking fights with sixth years, though," Balladanis continued, "They know spells you do not. What I mean is that you have the talent to learn spells that the sixth years are learning. The spells I am currently teaching in class are incredibly simple for the two of you. What I hope to do is teach you spells that are more at your level. Now, stand up, the both of you. Let's see what you can do."
Albus stood up and pulled out his wand. He had no idea what Balladanis wanted him to do. Would they be practicing on the anamatek?
Balladanis waved his wand and the desks moved to the sides of the classroom. Another wave and the light increased. "I would like you to duel each other. Use any spell that you have learned in school. Do not use any spells you have picked up elsewhere. Madam Pomfrey would not be happy with me if I sent the two of you to the Hospital Wing with missing limbs. Keep going until I say to stop."
Albus couldn't believe it. He was getting to duel Malfoy! He had been wanting to do that ever since Kendrick had first announced the dueling club. The little practice duels they did weren't really what he had wanted to do, though.
Albus raised his wand and stared at Malfoy. Malfoy was smirking and pointing his wand at Albus. The two of them bowed and Albus took a step forward.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Albus shouted and pointed his wand at Malfoy.
Malfoy easily dodged the spell and sent a tickling hex at Albus. Albus threw up a shield and then tried to disarm Malfoy. Malfoy jumped onto a nearby desk and the spell collided with a chair which collapsed.
The duel continued in this matter for quite some time. Albus tried as hard as he could to actually hit Malfoy with a spell, but Malfoy kept dodging and blocking them. It was driving Albus mad. He kept thinking of everything Malfoy had done to him in the past two years and how much he wanted to beat him in this duel. If he beat Malfoy, he'd have something on him for the rest of the year.
"Expelliarmus!" Albus shouted for what must have been the tenth time.
Malfoy dodged it and sent the same spell at Albus. Albus jumped and the spell hit Balladanis's desk.
"That's enough!" Balladanis shouted.
Albus lowered his wand and glared at Malfoy. Albus shoved his wand back in his robes and looked around to find a chair that remained intact. He found one and collapsed into it. That duel had been exhausting.
"Well, that was certainly interesting," Balladanis gave a rare smile, "Not a scratch on either of you but my classroom has been destroyed. It seems that I was not premature in my judgment of your dueling skills.
"Have either of you thought about what you want to do when you get out of Hogwarts?"
Albus stared curiously at Balladanis. That was an abrupt change in conversation. Albus had never thought about life beyond Hogwarts. He was only thirteen. He never thought there was any need to think about it yet.
"Er," Albus began, "Not really. I mean, I always thought being an Auror would be interesting."
"Indeed it would," Balladanis said, "Your father certainly is happy with it. How about you, Mr. Malfoy?"
"No idea," Malfoy replied.
"There are many things you can do with dueling skills such as yours. I would suggest looking into it," Balladanis said.
"But sir, we're only third years," Malfoy scoffed, "Isn't it a bit early?"
"I already knew what I wanted to do at thirteen," Balladanis said quietly.
"And what is that exactly?" Malfoy asked.
Balladanis gave Malfoy the strangest look Albus had ever seen. It was a combination of sadness, anger, and pride.
"I do not wish to discuss that," Balladanis said, "Perhaps you will find out someday. For now, I think it best we call it a night. If you wish to learn advanced spells, return at this time next week and we will begin."
"I'll be here, sir," Malfoy said as he walked out the door.
"Thanks, Professor," Albus said as he followed.
"Mr. Potter," Balladanis said, "Please tell Mr. Eckerton that it will not do for him to skip his extra help sessions."
"But sir," Albus looked at him incredulously, "You know what tonight is. He couldn't possibly have gone."
"The moon didn't rise until after the session was over. I do not take excuses."
Albus sighed to himself as he left. Balladanis had been teaching him for over two months and he still surprised Albus all the time. Albus had seen a different side of him that night. He did truly hate the Dark Arts, that was something Albus did not doubt. But he had also performed Legilimency on him. Albus didn't think he could ever trust a teacher that did that. Not after his experience with Washburn.
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Posted: Wednesday 23 December 2009 10 16 06 am Post subject: Re: The Shadow in topic:The Shadow
[I would like to make an amendment to my last post, my character isn't wearing a jacket, and is wearing a t-shirt. The girl is not wearing a poncho but is wearing his jacket.]
"We'd better get moving," Hakan turned to Yuki. The rain was still pouring down over them, soaking Hakan to the bone. He was stuck in close to her, trying to keep himself warm. She was lying next to him, her soaked head resting on his shoulder. The fact that her hair was dripping down his back didn't help.
Sighing, Yuki responded, "You sure we have to leave?"
Groaning, Yuki stood up as another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, turning her into a silhouette against the bright background. Reaching out her hand, she helped Hakan to his feet. "Thanks," he mumbled.
"No problem," was her reply. She locked her arm with his as they made their way down the hill from the tree. The field around them was soaked to the ground, the normally high-rising grass laid flat on the mud. The rushing water made it difficult for the two to keep their step, depending on eachother to stay balanced.
Reaching the base of the hill, the two began running as another bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a great roll of thunder. The paths of the former battlefield had been so well-worn that even in the dark of night, it was easy to find their way. Their feet sank into the mud as they plodded along towards the paved roads of the battlefield.
Parked on the side of the road was their jeep. A four-seater with various maps and instruments strewn about the dashboard, along with several empty cans of Coca-Cola lying around on the ground. Lying across the seat in the back was a shotgun with shell cases kept underneath the leather cushions. Opening the driver's door, Hakan slid into his seat, listening to his wet clothing making a squishing sound on the leather seats. Slamming the door shut, he waited for Yuki to get in before starting the jeep.
The rain pounded on the roof overhead as Hakan pulled the car away from the roadside. Yuki began rustling through the maps, looking over them while marking certain points with a pen. "We need to go to the Appalachians," she said to him as they drove along the road towards fork in the road. Lightning flashed across the sky once again.
"The Appalachians it-"
"Go left!" Yuki shot out. Instantly complying, Hakan jerked the steering wheel to the left, taking the left fork. Trees blocked the other road from view as they drove along. "Turn out the lights," Yuki instructed. Hakan did as he was told. Not even a split-second after he did so, the lights from a truck came into view behind them as it passed the fork to where they had just been.
"Was it them?" Hakan queried, momentarily looking at Yuki before returning his eyes to the road. It was nearly impossible to see.
"Yes," was Yuki's answer as she looked back. The lights had passed, but it had been a close call. She returned to a normal position in her seat and rested her head on Hakan's shoulder. "You can turn the lights back on."
Nodding, Hakan turned the car lights back on. Not the brights, just the normal lights. He drove along the road, navigating the way through the battlefield to the exit gate. Looking at the clock, he realized just how late it, and how tired he, was. 0300. He'd have to find some sleep soon. Yuki was already breathing heavily on his neck, asleep.
They reached the gate to the battlefield. It was closed. "Wonderful," Hakan muttered. "Of course it's closed." Swearing under his breath, he gently pushed Yuki to the other side of the jeep and got out into the freezing rain. Shivering, he ran over to the gate, which was held in place by a padlock. Swearing again, Hakan ran back over to the jeep, and opened the back door. Next to the shells underneath the seat was a toolbox. Opening it, he pulled out a hammer.
Slamming the door shut again, Hakan ran back to the gate. Patting the hammer in his hand, he tried to see the best place to slam down the head. Then he saw it. Not the actualy padlock, but the thin metal ring screwed into the pavement that the padlock held the gate to.
Raising the hammer high above his head, Hakan took aim, at the ring, before slamming the hammer down. The thin ring snapped instantly, releasing the padlock and, consequently, the gate. Pushing against the metal bar, Hakan opened the gate all the way before returning to the jeep, opening his door, getting in, and throwing the hammer in the back.
"Nice job," Yuki said, startling him. Hakan hadn't noticed that she'd awoken, and now she was staring at him.
Nodding, Hakan motioned towards the road. "I think I remember there being a suburb out just past the gate. We'll stay there for a few hours before we set off again."
"Whatever you say," Yuki smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder again.
[Sorry, not enough time to make an full-quality post.]
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Posted: Wednesday 16 December 2009 01 06 55 am Post subject: Re: The Shadow in topic:The Shadow
Jonathan Deis woke up with a start and looked at the clock on his bedside table. 630am. He groaned. He didn't have to get up for hours. He was so tired of waking up at the same time every morning. But this time, it wasn't just his mind that was knocking him out of his dreams. He noticed someone standing at the door.
"Happy Birthday son." a tall, grey haired but very fit looking man in a business suit and tie said to him from his bedroom door. Jon sat up. His father was holding two packages.
"Hey dad. Thanks." he said with a croak. He had not used his voice yet and the room was so dry. He dad entered the room.
"I come bearing gifts!" he said jokingly. His father didn't joke usually, but it was nice that he was trying. He layed one on Jon's lap. "This one first." he said quietly. Jon opened it obidently. It was a long box, and inside it was a long, black jacket that buttoned to the neck, and probably hung right to the floor. Jon smiled.
"it's perfect. I like this sort of thing. Oh ya, it's Guess too. Cool." Jon was a big fan of designer clothing.
"And now.. this one." he said, and handed the other package to him. Jon opened it too, a smaller box, and heavier. "It's from your mom. She.. wanted you to have it on your 16th birthday."
Jon paused when he heard this, looking at his father. His dad did not take his eyes off the box. Jon continued to open the box, and within it were assortments of keepsakes. A ring, diamond and ruby and safire; some shells, a little tube of perfume, a few oregami swans and other treasures. A little card was inside, addressed to 'my son, Jonathan'. Jon lifted it up, and opened it up. He read it.
"What did she say?" his father asked Jon.
Jon paused for a moment. He felt his eyes welling up, and then he said. "It says; these are for you, my dearest. Always remember me." Jon closed the box with the card inside. He looked up at his father. "I think I'll get dressed. Are you going to work?"
His father searched Jon's face for a long moment. "your mother did love you very much. I'm sorry you couldnt' know her. I'll leave now, and see you tonight for your birthday party." he leaned in and kissed his son on the head. "have a good day at school." And he left the room.
Jon waited until he was sure his father was gone, then he fumbled and opened the box again. He pulled out the card and stared at it. It didn't say what he had told his father, it said; "Keep what you have a secret, or he will destroy you." Jon's breathing was fast, and the bedside table started to shake.
"No." he said to it, and it stopped. He kept breathing heavily, frightened, and reached out to the bathroom. The taps within turned and steam from the hot water in the shower billowed out the door. He brought his hand down and sighed.
"Right." his mother was speaking of his father, a general for the organisation called THE LIGHT. And sure as he was 16 today, he would be killed if his father knew that his bloodline now had super human dirt in it. Jon realised that his mother was probably super human too, but he hoped that her death was a tragic accident. He hoped with all his heart. He jumped out of bed, hid the box, and got ready for school.
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Posted: Monday 7 December 2009 05 10 11 pm Post subject: Re: The Shadow in topic:The Shadow
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Posted: Tuesday 17 November 2009 09 46 03 pm Post subject: Re: RPG: The Six Wizards in topic:RPG: The Six Wizards
Yuta's eyes blinked open, and she groaned. Something was digging into her hip, and her cheek throbbed with pain. She pulled her head up slowly, realizing that she had fallen asleep against the counter with her head slumped onto her empty tea mug. There was probably a tea ring on her face. The house seemed quiet as she glanced around. She walked slowly back into her room to shower and change, cursing herself for letting her mind wander.
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Posted: Wednesday 2 September 2009 02 16 04 pm Post subject: Re: RPG: Founding Fathers in topic:RPG: Founding Fathers
Screams began to ring out through the night, and both Rowena and Marpessa jumped. Marpessa turned to Rowena for instruction, who said immediately, "Find out what's going on. I'm off to get Professor Gryffindor." Marpessa nodded and ran in the direction of the screams. They came from the Girl's Dormitories, where Professor Hufflepuff was sitting with a heavily cursed girl leaning against her. "Professor Ravenclaw's gone to get Professor Gryffindor. What happened?" Marpessa asked, kneeling next to the teacher.
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Posted: Monday 26 January 2009 01 08 53 pm Post subject: Re: In Moonlight's Shadow in topic:In Moonlight's Shadow
Thanks Obladi and hprocks! This story is filled with nasty characters...
Chapter 31: Kidnapped
Mum and Dad seemed to get more antsy as the next full moon drew closer. Dad became quiet and spent a lot of time just sitting and staring off into space. Mum did that as well, except for the quiet part. She yelled at me for the simplest things, such as forgetting to put my dishes in the sink. It reminded me of how she had been earlier in the year. It was kind of strange that both of my parents were acting nervous again when they had been excited about moving just a few days ago.
I assumed it had something to do with Lubar and how he kept showing up every full moon. I still had no idea what he had done after the previous one. Neither of my parents mentioned him after I went home and I was reluctant to ask them. I did however think Ellie might have known.
"Hey, Ellie," I sat down at the counter as she was doing the dishes.
"Hi Amy," Ellie looked up, "How is you?"
"All right," I sighed, "What about you?"
"Ellie is good."
"I've got a question for you," I said.
Ellie put down the dish she was holding and looked at me. "What is it?"
"Remember that git, Lubar?" I asked.
"Of course," Ellie said darkly, "Ellie is not liking him."
"Neither do I. Did he come here the morning after the last full moon?"
"He did," Ellie told me.
Just as I thought. "What happened?" What did he do?"
"He is asking Master for a fine. And Master is giving it to him. Then Master yelled at him and made him leave," Ellie replied.
Another fine. Well, that wasn't too bad. "Did he say anything important?"
"He is telling Master that Master should reconsider his choices and that next month will be different."
I swallowed hard. He was threatening Dad. He had a lot of power, too. He could do anything. The thought of it made me sick. What was he going to do?
"Thanks, Ellie," I said quietly. I got up from the stool and went up to my room.
A few hours later, Dad knocked on my door and told me it was time to go to Richard and Cinda's. I nodded and grabbed my bag. The two of us Apparated to the bush near their house and walked silently up their driveway.
Cinda was standing in the doorway when we got there. She and Mum were still fighting. I had never seen them fight for this long before. I was beginning to wonder if they'd ever make up.
"Cinda," Dad said quietly.
"Walter," Cinda replied, "Julie did not want to come?"
"She's at home with Matt. She's been taking care of him all morning and he didn't want her to leave," Dad answered.
"Hmph," Cinda muttered.
"I'll be back in a few days, Amy," Dad said, "Have fun."
"Like always," I rolled my eyes, "Bye."
Dad nodded to Cinda and then turned around and walked down the driveway. Cinda watched him go and I ran up to my bedroom. I dropped my bag and grabbed the phone. I hadn't seen Kenzie in two months and she picked up on the first ring.
The only good thing about this full moon was that it was on a Saturday, so Kenzie was home. She came over to my grandparents house ten minutes after I called her.
"England?!" she shouted as soon as I opened the door.
"Yes, England," I groaned and she walked inside.
"Cheerio, then!" Kenzie replied in a fake British accent.
"That was awful," I laughed.
"Better get used to it. That's what you'll be hearing from now on. Hell, maybe you'll get a British accent, too!"
"I doubt that," I replied flatly, "So, can you sleep over?"
"No," Kenzie sighed, "I'm going to my grandparents' house tomorrow at seven in the morning."
I raised my eyebrow. "Your family? Seven in the morning?"
"I know, right? Totally not going to happen, but my parents seem to think it'll work if we try hard. Anyway, so they don't want me to sleep over here."
"Well, stay as late as you can," I said.
"I will," Kenzie said, "Oh, before I forget, my mum wanted me to ask if your family can come over to our house for dinner before you move. Do you think the 15th will work?"
"It should," I said, "I'll call you if it doesn't. What time?"
"Five," Kenzie answered.
Kenzie stayed until her mum called at ten o'clock, demanding that she come home and get some sleep. I watched her go until I couldn't see her anymore. I slowly returned to the house and went back up to my room. My grandparents were sitting in the living room, but I didn't want to sit with them. Now that Kenzie was gone, I started worrying about what Lubar was going to do again.
I stayed up half the night worrying about it. I figured if Dad was worried about it, there was definitely something to worry about. Dad spent nearly two years in charge of that department and he knew what Lubar would be capable of doing. Something was going to happen. But what? Lubar did not elaborate in his threat, which kind of made it worse. I had no idea what to expect.
The worst part was, was that I wasn't even home. Something could be happening right at that very moment and I'd have no idea. It was bad enough to not be home during regular full moons, but ones where Lubar had threatened my family? It was driving me mad.
I must have fallen asleep at some point, because the next thing I knew I jerked awake. I sat up in bed, my heart hammering. There had been a loud crack downstairs. It sounded like one of those Muggle wands they use to kill each other. Or someone Apparating.
I crept out of bed and strained my ears. Why would someone be Apparating into Richard and Cinda's house? Were they some kind of wizard burglar who robbed Muggles? Or could it be Lubar? Did he somehow find out where Richard and Cinda lived? I shakily grabbed my wand and quietly opened the door.
"Lumos," I muttered and stepped out into the corridor. I could vaguely make out footsteps downstairs. This was insane. Who was down there?
I was the only magical person in the house. If this person was someone who wanted to harm us, it would be up to me to save my grandparents. But I didn't know enough spells. We would all be killed.
Richard and Cinda were still sleeping. They had always been deep sleepers. Richard was still snoring. I ran as quietly as I could to their room and pushed open the door.
"Richard!" I prodded him with my wand, "Cinda! Wake up!"
Richard groaned and rolled over. He squinted at my wand light. "Amy? What's going on?"
"Someone Apparated into the house! I heard it! And now they're walking around downstairs! We've got to get out of here. I don't know enough spells to hold them off!"
"Wait, wait," Richard held up his hand, "What?"
"A witch or wizard has Apparated into the house," I said slowly, "They're downstairs. We need to get out!"
"Amy," Richard sighed, "I'm sure there's a more likely explanation for this. Why on earth would a witch or wizard Apparate into our house?"
"How should I know?" I asked, "But I'm serious! That's what the noise was!"
"You were probably dreaming."
"No, I wasn't!" I seethed, "Listen!"
Richard and I were quiet for a minute and I heard the footsteps coming closer. The person was coming up the stairs. My heart was pounding out of my chest and my breathing came quick.
"What's that, then?" I asked.
"Er," Richard began.
I jumped as the door creaked open and a shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. I pointed my wand at them and shouted the first spell that came to mind. "Petrificus Totalus!"
The figure jumped aside and my spell hit the half open door. It caught fire and the shadowy stranger put it out with a jet of water from his own wand.
"Amy?" they asked.
I recognized that voice. It was Mum. What was she doing here? What was going on?
"Julie?" Richard asked and turned on the light.
Cinda rolled over and pulled up her eye mask. She startled and sat up, staring curiously from Mum to me to Richard.
"Julie?" Cinda asked.
"Mum?" I asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Julie, why did you Apparate into our house in the dead of night? Amy thought you were someone who was going to kill us!" Richard exclaimed.
I looked at Mum closely. Her hair face was white and tear stained and her eyes had purple bags under them. She looked more scared and upset than I'd seen her in ages. In fact, I hadn't seen her looking like that since the days following the night Matt got bitten. This was bad.
"Mum, what's going on?" I asked, trying not to cry myself.
"Go get your stuff, Amy. I'm taking you home," Mum whispered.
I stared at her curiously. Why would she let me go home now? The full moon was out.
"What's going on, Julie?" Richard asked, "You never let her stay home during full moons and now you're taking her home while the full moon's out?"
"Amy, get your stuff," Mum repeated.
I didn't bother asking her again what was going on. She seemed too shaken up to answer anyway. I left her standing in the doorway with Richard and Cinda staring at her and went back to my room.
I haphazardly threw all my stuff into my bag and ran back to my grandparents' bedroom. I was really worried now. This was so unlike Mum. She had never, ever come over to Richard and Cinda's in the middle of the night on a full moon.
Tears were rolling down Mum's face when I returned. Richard and Cinda were still trying to get her to explain what was going on, but it wasn't working.
"Jule, you've got to tell us what's going on," Richard said quietly, "Come sit down."
"N-no," Mum replied, "We've g-got to go h-home."
"Mum," I said as I walked through the door, "Can you please tell me what's wrong?"
"When we g-get home," Mum said, "We have to get b-back. Your d-dad might n-need to contact me."
I looked at her curiously again. What did she mean? Wasn't Dad at home? I hated this. I hated not knowing what was going on. I missed something big again. And this time it was something bad. I was afraid this would happen. Something was wrong. I squeezed my eyes and tears started coming out. It was no use. I had to cry.
"Call us soon, Julie," Richard sighed, realizing that he wasn't going to get Mum to elaborate any further.
Mum nodded and motioned for me to Apparate with her. I muttered goodbyes to my grandparents and with a loud crack, the world disappeared.
The house was ominously quiet when we appeared in the kitchen. I wasn't sure what to expect. I couldn't remember if Dad soundproofed just the safe room or the entire house. I dropped my bag on the floor and waited for Mum to explain.
She glanced at me and then sat down at the counter, burying her head in her arms. I looked around, wondering where Dad was, and then sat down next to her. We sat there for a few minutes; her crying into her arms and me with my tears silently running down my face and onto the counter.
"Mum," I said after a while, "Can you tell me what's going on? Where's Dad?"
Mum picked up her head, but didn't look at me. Instead she stared directly in front of her, towards the deck doors.
"Earlier tonight," she whispered, "Before the moon rose, Lubar flooed here. He wanted to know if Dad had built a shed for Matt to transform in. Remember that law?"
I nodded. How could I forget it?
"Well, they passed another one," Mum's voice cracked, "Werewolf Control Unit employees can now force werewolves to transform in the Ministry approved safe houses." A new wave of tears came over her and she paused for a few moments.
Force them? I had a feeling I knew where this was going and I didn't like it one bit. I felt nauseated and I really hoped I was wrong.
"Lubar shoved the new law in Dad's face and then grabbed Matt, who was sleeping on the couch. Dad grabbed his wand, but it was too late. Lubar had already Disapparated, with Matt," Mum said quietly. "Dad didn't know where the safe houses were or which one Lubar would take Matt to, and by the time he found it, the moon had already risen."
Mum collapsed into her arms once again and I stared at the window until my vision became blurry. It was what I thought. Matt was at one of those 'safe houses' right now. I rubbed my eyes and put my arm around Mum.
"Where's Dad now?" I asked quietly.
"At the s-safe house," Mum whispered, "He's staying th-there until m-morning."
I had no idea how long we sat there crying in each other's arms. Mum didn't have to tell me what this meant. I knew enough about werewolves to know what could possibly happen. Matt was surely going to be the smallest werewolf in the safe house. He'd be the runt. The larger wolves would gang up on him. I didn't want to think about what they would possibly do. There was a reason Dad didn't want Matt transforming with a bunch of adults. Even though he hurt himself every full moon in our basement, he was safer there than in with a bunch of wolves twice his size.
Neither of us slept at all that night. Eventually, we got up from the stools in the kitchen and wandered into the living room. Mum sat down on the couch and stared into space for the rest of the night. She hardly moved at all. I paced around the room over and over again, trying not to think about what was happening to my brother.
I felt worse than ever that I yelled at him the previous month when Olivia's parents wouldn't let her come stay at my house. That really wasn't his fault. It was Olivia's parents fault. I never even really apologized to him. Why had I been so stubborn? Now, I might not even get to apologize... No. I shook my head to get the thought out. I didn't want to think that way. Matt would be fine. He always survived the full moons. No mater how hard they were, he always recovered.
But he'd never transformed with other werewolves before. It didn't matter, I told myself. He was resilient. He'd recover. The healers would fix whatever happened. But what if they couldn't? No, don't think that way. They would be able to fix it. They always could. But I didn't even know how bad the full moons usually were. I'd never seen him right after one before.
Then there were my parents. I glanced over at Mum, who was still crying silently. If they were worried, there was something to worry about. That had always been my motto. My parents were smart. They knew when something was worrisome. If Matt was going to be fine, Mum wouldn't be falling apart on the couch.
Ellie came into the room at some point and was sitting on a chair across from Mum. She looked scared, too. I looked from her to Mum and then walked over to the window. It was starting to get light out. Dad would hopefully be back with Matt soon.
I gave up pacing and sat down next to Mum. She was no longer crying and was just staring straight ahead. I guess she just ran out of tears.
I heard a loud crack come from the corridor and I jumped. Mum immediately stood up.
"Stay here," she whispered.
I nodded, unable to argue. Mum left the room and I crept over to the door. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear Mum talking to someone. It was Dad. He was back.
"What happened?" Mum asked.
"Just what we expected," Dad said darkly, "This is the worst I've ever seen him."
"Matt, honey," Mum cried, "What did they do to you?"
"I don't think we'll ever find out," Dad replied.
"He's got to go to the hospital," Mum said in between sobs.
"I know," Dad sighed, "I thought I'd just pop in here before I took him there. Get Amy and meet us there."
"Amy's already here. I got her last night," Mum said, "I-I didn't know what was going to happen. I wanted her here."
"Ok, good," Dad said, "Meet us at Eastworth."
I heard a loud crack and then more crying. I hurried back to the couch so Mum wouldn't know I was listening in. She walked in a few minutes later.
"We're going to the hospital," she said quietly, "Come on."
I got up from the couch and Mum wrapped me in her arms. We Disapparated with a crack and reappeared moments later in a small room in the hospital.
Mum immediately let go of me and hurried out of the room. I followed her and we emerged into the waiting room. It was practically deserted, save for a sleeping man and a woman with a kid who had what appeared to be a fluffy tail affixed to his arse.
Dad wasn't anywhere in sight. He must have already taken Matt to the Creature-Induced Injury ward. I followed Mum to the lifts. She completely bypassed the witch sitting at the information desk. We'd been to this hospital so many times that we never bothered to stop by the desk anymore.
Mum anxiously hit the lift button and we waited for one to arrive.
"Come on," Mum muttered, "Hurry up...."
The lift finally arrived and we hurried in. Mum didn't say a word as it slowly made its way up to the third floor. She looked, if it was possible, even more worried than before.
Mum practically pulled the doors open herself once the lift stopped. I ran after her and we went down the hall to the nurse's station.
My favorite nurse was working that morning. Most of the nurses who worked at the hospital were kind of nervous around Matt, but this one always treated him just like any other kid. Plus, whenever I was there, she'd sneak me ice cream every few hours.
"Julie," she greeted us.
"Brenda," Mum sighed, "I'm glad you're working today."
"They took him to room 306," Brenda said with a sympathetic look.
"Thanks," Mum replied quietly, "Can Amy stay here?"
Mum nodded and then ran down the hall towards room 306. I sighed and leaned on the counter.
"How are you, Amy?" Brenda asked, "Come sit down."
I walked around the counter and flopped down on one of the spinning chairs. "Not that great."
"I hear you're moving."
"Yeah, in a month," I groaned.
"I can't blame your parents one bit," Brenda commented, "This isn't the best place to be raising a kid like your brother right now."
That was for sure. Even I was beginning to understand that. Not that it made me more eager to move, though.
I sat there, spinning in my chair, thinking about all the other times I'd sat in that very nurse's station. I'd lost count of how many times I'd been to this hospital. Every once in a while, Matt would have a really bad transformation and he'd have to spend a few days at the hospital. A few of those happened when I wasn't at school and my parents would pick me up from Richard and Cinda's and then I'd have to sit around the hospital.
Then there were the times my parents would hear about some cure and we'd all go to the hospital to check it out. I had no idea why my parents actually took me with them, since all I'd do was hang around the nurse's station the whole time.
This time was no different. I spent the whole day sitting there, thinking and worrying. I went with Brenda to get lunch, but I didn't eat much. I couldn't think about anything besides my brother. My parents still hadn't told me anything nor had I actually seen them come out of room 306. I had noticed various healers and nurses running in and out all day, but none of them talked loud enough for me to catch anything.
Brenda was getting ready to leave by the time my parents actually paid a visit to the nurse's station. Well, Dad came by. I assumed Mum was still in Matt's room.
"Dad!" I jumped up and ran over to him, "How is he?"
Dad rubbed his head and then leaned on the counter. He looked exhausted and scared. That was not a good sign. "Not good, Amy. He's not responding to any of the treatment."
My stomach lurched and tears pricked in my eyes. Not responding to the treatment? "What does that mean?" I whispered.
"It means the healers can't wake him up. As far as they can tell, he's in what Muggles call a coma. An unconscious state that a person can't be woken from by magical or medical means."
I rubbed the tears from my eyes and stared down at the counter. "And wh-what's g-going to happen n-now?"
"We don't know yet, Amy," Dad replied, "We're still figuring that out. Come on, you can see him now."
"I'll be praying for him," Brenda said as she gathered her things, "Owl me if you need anything, day or night."
"Thanks, Brenda," Dad said.
I said goodbye to Brenda and followed Dad to room 306. My tears were flowing freely now and I didn't care. I hadn't felt this bad since Matt was first bitten.
Dad pushed open the door and we stepped inside. Mum was sitting on a chair next to the bed and was holding Matt's hand. Her face was blotchy and she looked exhausted.
Nothing could have prepared me for what my brother looked like. I had never seen him this bad. Ever. All the other times he'd had to be in the hospital, by the time I saw him he looked almost normal and was awake. This time was different. Very different.
He looked so small in the huge hospital bed. He was mostly covered up by blankets, but the parts that were sticking out made me want to turn away. The arm that Mum was holding was wrapped in a bloodied bandage. His head was wrapped in a similar cloth and the parts of his hair were sticking out of it were smeared with globs of blood. His face was so scratched and bitten that it looked like, well, that he'd been attacked by a pack of wolves.
I took a sharp intake of breath and slowly walked over to him. The only movement I could see was his small chest slowly moving up and down. Despite the fact that he was covered in so many injuries, he looked almost peaceful. Like he wasn't in any pain.
"Matt?" I said very quietly as I crouched by the bed. My voice caught in my throat and I couldn't say anything else.
This was just horrible. Amongst all my fear and sadness about my brother, there was anger for Lubar. The more I watched Matt, the more anger I felt bubbling up inside of me. How could Lubar have passed that ridiculous law? Did he even care? He didn't. That was the problem.
"Amy," Mum said quietly.
"Mum," I replied, my voice cracking.
I pulled up a chair from the wall and dragged over next to the one Mum was sitting on. I sat down and neither of us said anything else. We didn't have to. We were both thinking the same thing. But I didn't want to think it. I didn't want to think about what could happen.
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Posted: Sunday 18 January 2009 07 00 39 am Post subject: Re: XBOX 360 or PS3 in topic:XBOX 360 or PS3
I apologize for the double post, but , my PS3 died. We're getting it repaired by Sony, but I must correct my original statement. Of course, after looking it up, the problem is generally unheard of, maybe one out of every couple thousand people might experience it. In any case, most of the time, the user is able to fix it. We looked it up, and no matter what we did, would not live. So Sony's fixing it. Still, it's better than the Red Ring of Death (1 out of every 4 XBOX360s, yikes.)
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